Yaa adda yaa Nazakat Brasil, Mera dil tum pa Kurban lakin
Kya Sambhalo ga tum meray dil ko, Jab ya Anchal sambhalta nahi hai◆◇◆◇◆
The night has darkened with the cool breeze flowing outside...
Mehwish sat in the middle of the king size bed, decorated with white and red roses...
Her chocolate brown eyes looked tired with all the waiting, she has been doing since 3 hourse...a yawn escaped her lips
She stretch her arms up sighing in tiredness....
Her Dear Husband Mr Marwan Khan
Has managed to get on her nerves on the very first day of their marriage...
So now instead of waiting for him anymore she is going to enjoy her beauty sleep..
Discarding the dupatta from her head she Unpins her hairs and let them fall carelessly on her back... With that she pushed herself back on the fluffy mattress... Her rigid muscles relaxed the moment it touches the bed..
"Haayee... "
Moaning in pure pleasure she closed her eyes and in no time she was drifted off to Dreamland..
Unaware of the fact that the person for whom she had waited for hours has finally come...
Marwan has just entered the room after dealing with the foreign clients... His vest was long gone... Sleeves rolled up to his elbows and upper buttons opened giving a good look of his chiseled chest
Locking the door behind marwan walked towards his bed and sees his newly bride sleeping cutely on the bed... Her dress and Jeweleries were still on except her silky dark brown locks were sprawled on the white pillows...
The sight was to behold...
Her sleeping in her wedding attire on the bed decorated with roses...
His heart warmed up knowing that she must have been waiting for him and slept after all the exhaustion of the day...
And he was really sorry about that...but, he was doing everything for her only...
Keeping his rolex watch on the side table he admires her baby face...
His Wife
The words felt so foreign to his lips... Yet soothed his heart the way none has ever done....
Marwan remembers the day when he had called her father after hamza informed him that they won't marry her until she graduates...
The main masla of her father was that